It... sounded like, more or less, the way the richest people back home had been, before the outbreak. Which fit with Joel's mental picture, more or less - a bunch of rich people with nothing to worry about, no infection killing them off, hosting elaborate blood sports for their own amusement.

Games. And he and Ellie and all the others in this place, they were the game pieces.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to make sure you win, yeah?" If that would mean she didn't have to do this anymore, he'd do what he could to make sure she was the last one standing.